Chapter seven

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⚠️BAD GRAMMER⚠️









Estonia’s POV

I stopped running. I  AM   E X H A U S T E D. My mind was clear agian. Well.. I could think straight.. think straight how my legs hurt.

I stood there like a marathon runner. Sweating like crazy, hands on my knees and breathing out and in like it was the end of the world.

I stand there for a minute. Then I could finnaly breath normaly.

Only then did I realize...

I had NO IDEA where I was.

On my left, at the other side of the road were normal houses, but on my right was a BIG and I mean a VERY BIG house. It had high gates and large lawn around a path leading to the front doors. Those doors seemed heavy... I wonder who owns this house.

                           
Haha! NO, Fin doesn’t live there. I know I ruined your mood. But it’s important.
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I peek through the gates. I was AMAZED! That house looked so morden and old. To be honest, I liked it.
It wasn’t like somebody lived here at the moment.
Well... I was hopelessly lost and had nothing better to do, so I take a step to the other side of the gates. Then another. I was about to take my third step but heard a loud SKEEK behind me.
Suprisingly I wasn’t scared. It was pretty clear that the SKEEK was just old, rusted gates closing.

I felt pretty confident now and started walking in my normal speed.

When I got closer to the front doors I saw a figure standing close to the window on the second floor. It... it was a...
child?
Welp, so much of my ”nobody lives here” theory.
As soon as he/she realized I saw him/her. She/he turned around and took running steps away from the window.

'Strange' I thought.

I quickly looked at all the windows, but nothing.

I didn’t think much about it.
As I got closer to the front doors I felt strange... as if I feel saddness and hope...  but from another person. F... from many persons.

I thought about that and didn’t even realize I was already near the front doors. I almost tripped on the stairs.

'Ah vittu!' (Ah shit) I think to myself. When I got my balance back I noticed a note on one of the doors.

'Europe’s first orphanage.’

There was something following after that, probably year but I just couldn’t read it. It was too blurry.

'Europe’s first orphanage...’ I mumble.

I never liked people around me suffering. And those poor children were without parents. They still have the care-taker...but...oh poor care-taker, just think how much work she/he has to do 24/7.

I decided to not think so much. Knowing me, thinking can take ANYWHERE!

I didn’t really know what did I want to find there, I just wanted to see those poor children ...without parents... and, to be honest I was one of them... from Empire to Empire, from Kingdom to Kingdom. Treated like a thing... I just want to make those children’s day happier. Better than days in my childhood were...

ANYWAY! I came back to reality.

I opened one of the doors. 'Damn!’ Those doors were heavy.
I stepped inside.

It looked way better than from the outside.

Now this, looked like a mation I jused to see when we had presence check in 14 hundreds

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Now this, looked like a mation I jused to see when we had presence check in 14 hundreds.

I looked around, moving two steps to the right and three steps to the left.

I jumped, I saw an old woman in a corner. She smiled... looking directly at me.

                                   
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